Them Old Crap

Old Man

Them Old Crap


I met this old man, in your house
In the cold breeze of south
Every word that he said
Was the Devils grouse
Your name nobody knew
Your eyes gives me chills
And strange, one day
All the things would change

When the moon turns bright
He goes out to sing
About some Devil in your banjo strings
Sounds like this creepy voices in the sky
The body of the Devil hanged in the night
There is no revenge, to lose your time
I dont forget this scene, of my mind
And I believe when that old man dies
I dont know why, he always keep smile

When the moon turns bright
He goes out to sing
About some Devil in your banjo strings
Sounds like this creepy voices in the sky
The body of the Devil hanged in the night
Jumping and dancing alone, throught the trees
The grandpa souls, haunts all the city
And all the people here, never be the same
Cause the song of the Devil, rings again

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